Twenty years already? That's gone past quickly. Will I be here for another twenty?
Our younger daughter is only three, and we want her to grow up reading and writing Chinese. That means another ten years at least. Then even if we did move, where would we go?
Somewhere with cleaner air and more space and greenery, maybe? I still get occasional daydreams about that. Those daydreams are related to homesickness in a way, but as this is my home now, I don't take them very seriously.
So yes, assuming I don't get knocked down by a tram, or succumb to the next lethal combination of H's and N's, another twenty years here looks likely.
How about you? Any plans to leave, or are you staying on too?